The forest was silent except for the sound of pounding paws against the earth. Four massive wolves ran through the woods, their silver breath fogging the cold night air. Aeron, Luca, Kael, and Lucian. The four Alpha brothers.
Their fur bristled with rage, their eyes burning with the same unending pain. The moonlight glimmered off their coats as they moved like shadows...fast, wild, unstoppable. Every heartbeat, every breath, carried only one thought. Revenge.
Their mate was gone.
Their world had burned with her last breath.
Behind them, only a few loyal warriors followed, their scents barely noticeable under the storm of anger the brothers carried.
They had left their pack in their beta's care, Cyrus, because someone had to guard what was left. The brothers didn't care about the throne, the land, or even their lives anymore. Nothing mattered now.
Only vengeance.
